Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

At the same time when Meng Zhao came out of retreat, in the inner city of Lingwu, in Baifang Garden.

In a colorful room that looks quite girlish.

Tie Xiongfei, wearing a tight-fitting bright yellow outfit, sat on a cushion in the corner, his eyes closed, his five hearts facing the sky, and a faint metallic light appeared on his body, making him look like a bronze man, as if he was indestructible and had the power to move mountains and carry tripods.

His breath blended with the heaven and earth, and his vitality was like a rolling river, which was absorbed into his body and turned into true qi to strengthen his cultivation.

It must be said that Tie Xiongfei was besieged by a group of innate martial arts masters in the Meng Mansion that day, and he was certainly in danger of death.

But it was also a different experience, between life and death, to stimulate his own potential and make his realm rise.

During the days of hiding in Baifang Garden, he used to indulge in sensual pleasures, but he was surprisingly self-disciplined.

Every day, he honed his fists and feet, moved his true qi, and studied martial arts with profound thoughts. His diligence was touching.

But after losing everything he had before, he realized more and more that in this world, only strength and martial arts can be truly controlled by oneself, and will not be easily taken away by others.

Of course, Tie Xiongfei has also been paying attention to the situation outside, waiting for the Dark Sun Killer Organization to carry out another assassination attempt on Meng Zhao to see if it can succeed.

This will determine whether he will receive Yongling like a winner in the future, or bow to Meng Zhao and beg for forgiveness as a loser.

However, to his disappointment, the Dark Sun Killer Organization seemed to have stopped, and no news came. On the contrary, he learned from the young master that the Xun family and the Wu family had done something wrong, and they might have to cut flesh and bleed to compensate Meng Zhao.

This made Tie Xiongfei very depressed, and even in a very low mood for a time.

Not only did he have a lot of resentment towards Meng Zhao in his heart, but he also had ideas about the culprit of the whole incident, the young master.

However, the situation was beyond his control. The reward of the Meng family was still hanging there. If he didn't want to become a prisoner and be killed by Meng Zhao, he could only cling to the young master.

Dadada, three knocks on the door came from outside, awakening Tie Xiongfei who was immersed in the world of martial arts.

Tie Xiongfei's face changed slightly, and a terrifying murderous intent flashed in his ferocious eyes.

This room belongs to Wan Niang's maid.

However, this woman has been driven to another place to rest by him. Generally, no one will come to disturb her except for daily meal delivery.

If it was someone from his own side, the secret code of knocking on the door would not be right. This is an outsider.

Tie Xiongfei suspected at the first time that someone had discovered his trace and tried to take him down and collect the reward from the Meng family.

Therefore, he was extremely cautious and did not make a sound. Instead, he tried his best to suppress his breath and make his presence infinitely weak.

It was like a breeze, completely melting in this room, leaving no trace.

However, the person knocking on the door seemed to be sure that there was someone inside. He knocked three times in a row, and then stopped abruptly.

Then, he saw that the built-in bolt was directly broken by someone from the outside with a strong air force, and fell to the ground with a crash.

Tie Xiongfei's breathing was barely audible. He was ready to go, hiding on the inside of the door. As long as the person outside the door broke in, he would be met with a violent and heavy blow.

However, contrary to Tie Xiongfei's expectations, the person outside the door did not come in. Instead, after breaking the bolt, he pushed the door open a crack and sent a note from outside.

Then, there was a sound of gradually receding footsteps. The person had left.

Tie Xiongfei finally breathed a sigh of relief. The days of hiding from the enemy and escaping from the pursuit were really not a life for a human.

Even though he was a congenital martial arts master with a tough spirit and a strong body, he was still tortured and exhausted, and even a little neurotic.

However, after relaxing, he was a little confused. Who was the person outside the door just now?

Did the other party know that he was hiding among them, and what was his purpose?

All of this was most likely hidden in the note that fell on the ground.

So Tie Xiongfei quickly leaned over to pick up the note and took a look. It said, "Tie Xiongfei, if you want to get out of your current predicament, come to the private room No. 3 on the second floor of Tianming Pavilion within a quarter of an hour. No one will be waited for after you are late." The font is square and has a lot of angular style. It is a good handwriting. Even though Tie Xiongfei is not good at calligraphy, he still likes this handwriting. However, the content seems to be incoherent and even pretending to be mysterious. He didn't even report his origins, but he said that he seemed to have earth-shattering abilities. Isn't it ridiculous? Tie Xiongfei snorted coldly, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. This kind of mysterious means is nothing more than tricking him out and falling into the trap. How could he be fooled? However, just when he wanted to destroy the note in his hand, he hesitated. The strength in his hand could not be exerted anyway, and he even looked at the note again. He thought about it seriously. The person who wrote this note knew his identity and knew that he was hiding in this room. He also pointed out that his current situation was not very good. This meant that this person was not only very powerful, but also had no ill intentions for the time being.

If he really wanted to catch him, it would not be difficult to catch him with enough people. There was no need to make such a fuss.

The more important thing was that his situation was indeed not good, which made him feel a sense of crisis.

The crisis mainly came from two aspects.

One was the Meng family, which was needless to say.

The Iron Hand Society was destroyed, and countless people in the underground underworld wanted to use his head to exchange for the reward from the Meng family.

The second crisis came from the young man who let him live in Baifang Garden.

When he came to see the other party before, the young master had said that he would probably be used to contact the Meng family in the future to jointly develop and open up the ancient battlefield in Yongling.

Although it doesn't look good on the face and feels bad in my heart, there is no danger after all.

But Tie Xiongfei was afraid that this was just a lie by the young master to deceive him.

His role was not to act as a liaison, but to be betrayed to Meng Zhao as a sincerity for cooperation.

This is not impossible, but very likely to happen.

In any case, Tie Xiongfei was once the leader of a party, with more than ten thousand people making a living under him. Even a pig can be trained to a certain extent in this position. What's more, although he is not a tycoon, but He's not stupid, he still has a basic sense of guarding against others.

Therefore, in addition to practicing martial arts these days, he is also thinking hard and thinking about a way out.

However, no matter how you think about it, it seems too passive.

His personal strength alone was far from enough to compete with Meng Zhao and that young master.

At this time, the appearance of this note was like an accident that broke the deadlock, and really caught Tie Xiongfei's heart.

Let him have a glimmer of hope, longing for a way out, rather than being like a fool and being slaughtered by others.

"Since this person has no ill intentions towards me, I might as well go and have a look. It's better than staying here."

Tie Xiongfei quickly made up his mind and prepared to give it a try.